#nott be quiet

[nottspocket]

Dressing up as shadow the hedgehog to see the new sonic movie (feat my shadow claw clip that I love so much)

[nottsbackpack]

Makin me wanna draw mapo again...

what a dork

[technically-human]

Your art is so, so, so, so cute. If you ever were so inclined, I would love to see your take on Charles finally getting to eat a plate of spaghetti

Edwin wasn't too sure he liked it, but I think he's convinced now!

ko-fi

[rhera]

"The pain you have inside... I can't stand your helpless melancholy."

INDIAN SUMMER [ Original title: "La prima notte di quiete" ] — 1972, dir. Valerio Zurlini

[hoarding-stories]

And that was the most extended example I've seen of Matt's dead serious "I really have to do this to them" face

[nottsbackpack]

@bkdk-and-extras HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY I REALLY LIKE THIS HOLY SHIT DO YOU HAVE AN AO3????? CAN I DRAW THIS????

Katsuki has gotten into the habit of drawing hands.

Not just any hands, but Deku's hands specifically. Gag-worthy, he knows. But they wouldn't get out of his damn head, so he figured putting them on paper would solve something.

They were pretty shitty the first time he drew them — a collection of gangly shapes that gave him the stink eye just for forcing it into existence. And Bakugou Katsuki was not shitty at anything, so of course he practiced all that hand anatomy shit (hand bones are weird as hell, by the way).

In the process of hundreds of badly scribbled recreations of Deku's little wrecked-up wigglers, he has come to realize something. Something very, very counterproductive to the reason he started this outlet in the first damn place.

He knows Deku's hands too intimately. Like, more than any person should know about their rival's hands.

Every scar is sketched down onto the paper straight from muscle memory. Each knobby, who-knows-how-many-times broken knuckle rough and so real on the pages of his journals. They're too large around shitty pro hero-themed pencils, with thick wrists and freckles dotting the back of tanned palms. And god, there's at least one of the fucking grabbers in every journal. Some are clenched fists, scuffed from the fight. Others are gentler, rough palms open and reaching out.

Sometimes Katsuki draws his own hand there. Brushing the tips of Izuku's fingers with his. Sliding them together, both broken and battered from years of use, each finger and dip between them the edges of a puzzle piece. And they looked… right. Like they had always fit together. Like two halves finally coming home. Or some shit.

Well. Just don't let the nerd find out, right?

So, least to say, Katsuki has a problem. A very holdable, tempting problem, and he's convinced that if God exists, they are laughing at his pathetic ass right now.

[Spoilers: the nerd would eventually find out.]

[reminjapan]

[nottspocket]

Personality swap explained! This is just to clear up some confusion.

Anyway, I’ve started to plan comics and mess around with the narrative for funsies 👍 wish me luck

[philipplahm86]

Perché la morte è la prima notte di quiete? Perché finalmente si dorme senza sogni.

“Cớ sao thiên thu là đêm đầu tiên bình lặng?” “Bởi cuối cùng ta đã ngủ giấc không mơ.” RIP One of super actors and the most beautiful actors all of time 60s & 70s

[nottsbackpack]

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

fanart of dynamy dying in a glue trap

[falsenote]

Indian Summer (1972)

[alexandraxsuoh]

"I've no interest into sports. I'm more a music girl since I'm good at this."

[yashley]

that I literally have the assurance I will know about the mighty nein during all of this in just 1 week and yet I'm like matthew please casually say yasha's name

[nottsbackpack]

YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

fanart for @nottspocket personality swap au!!

[waste-it-on-something-useful]

La prima notte di quiete (English title: Indian Summer, Valerio Zurlini, 1972), starring Alain Delon and Sonia Petrovna.

[inthemoodforportnawak]

La prima notte di quiete (Le professeur - Valerio Zurlini - 1972)

RIP Alain Delon (1935-2024)